Bloodhound Gang lyrics
Bloodhound Gang lyrics
"Asleep At The Wheel Lyrics"
Chaos Attributes Lyrics
Vapours of malice and ill-will we breed up to the Astral Light they steam as hails of pandemia they'll soon return battering the race of human worms The great crusher of worlds demolishing with us as Thy tools unstable sinister element
Bloodhounds shall cruise rendezvous
Break curfew new trip ensues
You never know Bloodhounds just go
Pack backpack up for down the road
No change of clothes but change for tolls
Pack of No-Doz Rolos and Skoal
Old Milwaukee Jolt black coffee
Sugar Daddy Rand McNally
A pack of jacks those orange Tic-Tacs
Glen Miller tracks roll of Kodak
The phantom black stacked Pontiac
Hot rod dual quads and in the back
Is the beat keeper big ass speaker
Jumbo woofer rattle tweeter
Dial is turned and there it's stayin'
The next day where Stern is playin'
You got your Jesus on the dashbord but the devil
You're taking it down legal I'm pullin' it up to no good
God is your co-pilot I let Satan ride shotgun
You pay a toll to get to heaven but on the road to hell there's none
You got your Jesus on the dashbord but the devil's under my hood
You're taking it down legal I'm pullin' it up to no good
God is your co-pilot I let Satan ride shotgun
You pay a toll to get to heaven but on the road to hell there's none
Get up you're asleep at the wheel
Get up you're asleep at the wheel
Get up you're asleep at the wheel
I-95 eight lanes wide
Midnight drive take a ride
Alongside east coast tide
Get
Bloodshot red eyes from the fumes
I consume engine zoom then engine boom
Then enging glow erupt and blow
And overflow like volcano
So far to go can't turn back though
Cheap tobacco cup of black Joe
Fuelin' my body jumstartin' my soul
Set my mind on cruise control
You got your Jesus on the dashbord but the devil's under my hood
You're taking it down legal I'm pullin' it up to no good
God is your co-pilot I let Satan ride shotgun
You pay a toll to get to heaven but on the road to hell there's none
Get up you're asleep at the wheel
Get up you're asleep at the wheel
Get up you're asleep
24-7 Truck Stop Plaza
Turn off headlights turn on hazards
3 A.M. is when I gazed
Eyes glazed I'm dazed and then I fade
To black now were back
'On The Road' like Kerouac
Down the turnpike high rate of speed
Up all night like Gilbert Gottfried
You got your Jesus on the dashbord but the devil's under my hood
You're taking it down legal I'm pullin' it up to no good
God is your co-pilot I let Satan ride shotgun
You pay a toll to get to heaven but on the road to hell there's none
Get up you're asleep at the wheel
Get up you're asleep at the wheel
Get up you're asleep at the wheel
Vapours of malice and ill-will we breed up to the Astral Light they steam as hails of pandemia they'll soon return battering the race of human worms The great crusher of worlds demolishing with us as Thy tools unstable sinister element
Bloodhounds shall cruise rendezvous
Break curfew new trip ensues
You never know Bloodhounds just go
Pack backpack up for down the road
No change of clothes but change for tolls
Pack of No-Doz Rolos and Skoal
Old Milwaukee Jolt black coffee
Sugar Daddy Rand McNally
A pack of jacks those orange Tic-Tacs
Glen Miller tracks roll of Kodak
The phantom black stacked Pontiac
Hot rod dual quads and in the back
Is the beat keeper big ass speaker
Jumbo woofer rattle tweeter
Dial is turned and there it's stayin'
The next day where Stern is playin'
You got your Jesus on the dashbord but the devil
She Hasnt Heard It Yet Lyrics
She looks in his eyes,he looks away She chalks it up as another one of those days If there's a reason he's coming home late She hasn't heard it yet She warms up his dinner but he can't eat She makes conversation when he don't speak He shakes his head as the silence screams 'Cause she hasn't heard
's under my hoodShe looks in his eyes,he looks away She chalks it up as another one of those days If there's a reason he's coming home late She hasn't heard it yet She warms up his dinner but he can't eat She makes conversation when he don't speak He shakes his head as the silence screams 'Cause she hasn't heard
You're taking it down legal I'm pullin' it up to no good
God is your co-pilot I let Satan ride shotgun
You pay a toll to get to heaven but on the road to hell there's none
You got your Jesus on the dashbord but the devil's under my hood
You're taking it down legal I'm pullin' it up to no good
God is your co-pilot I let Satan ride shotgun
You pay a toll to get to heaven but on the road to hell there's none
Get up you're asleep at the wheel
Get up you're asleep at the wheel
Get up you're asleep at the wheel
I-95 eight lanes wide
Midnight drive take a ride
Alongside east coast tide
Get
Santa Margherita Lyrics
maria in her patterned dress twirls and snaps her castanets clutches sorrow to her breast and mourns her lover swirling color everywhere she cocks her brow and flips her hair at all in life that isn't fair it's her umbrella the waves roll in and kiss the sand the world spins
ing high so am Imaria in her patterned dress twirls and snaps her castanets clutches sorrow to her breast and mourns her lover swirling color everywhere she cocks her brow and flips her hair at all in life that isn't fair it's her umbrella the waves roll in and kiss the sand the world spins
Bloodshot red eyes from the fumes
I consume engine zoom then engine boom
Then enging glow erupt and blow
And overflow like volcano
So far to go can't turn back though
Cheap tobacco cup of black Joe
Fuelin' my body jumstartin' my soul
Set my mind on cruise control
You got your Jesus on the dashbord but the devil's under my hood
You're taking it down legal I'm pullin' it up to no good
God is your co-pilot I let Satan ride shotgun
You pay a toll to get to heaven but on the road to hell there's none
Get up you're asleep at the wheel
Get up you're asleep at the wheel
Get up you're asleep
Que Platicaramos Los Dos Lyrics
En ena ventana sonica me encontre una morenitica componiendose los riticos arreglando se el peinatico por lo que vetico lo que notetico le preguntatico que como estatico que si queretico que si gustatico que platicaramos los dos Aya en que me gustica E
t the wheelEn ena ventana sonica me encontre una morenitica componiendose los riticos arreglando se el peinatico por lo que vetico lo que notetico le preguntatico que como estatico que si queretico que si gustatico que platicaramos los dos Aya en que me gustica E
24-7 Truck Stop Plaza
Turn off headlights turn on hazards
3 A.M. is when I gazed
Eyes glazed I'm dazed and then I fade
To black now were back
'On The Road' like Kerouac
Down the turnpike high rate of speed
Up all night like Gilbert Gottfried
You got your Jesus on the dashbord but the devil's under my hood
You're taking it down legal I'm pullin' it up to no good
God is your co-pilot I let Satan ride shotgun
You pay a toll to get to heaven but on the road to hell there's none
Get up you're asleep at the wheel
Get up you're asleep at the wheel
Get up you're asleep at the wheel